Jesus, can I help? Can we do anything to get you out of there?
Jesus, can I help? Can we do anything to get you out of there?
It’s still tasteless.
She is beyond tacky.
That gif makes me so happy.
I am so very sorry for what you are going through. As the deeply imperfect mother of kids who will inevitably judge me, and as the angry daughter of the parent I was estranged from by choice for a decade, I empathise with everyone in your history.
I am so very sorry for what you are going through. As the deeply imperfect mother of kids who will inevitably judge me, and as the angry daughter of the parent I was estranged from by choice for a decade, I empathise with everyone in your history.
That is a masterpiece.
“My grandmother’s balls were so big she wore them on her chest.” is giving me a desperately-needed warm fuzzy right now. That is a fantastic statement.
It’s the political version of “liking” something on Facebook.
Fantastic.
The Fyre Festival Goat Rodeo is the gift that keeps on giving. The only thing that could have made it even more delicious is if we had found out that Shkreli had also attended.
True. I do observe that her (initial?) response seems to be about protecting her reputation, though.
This one gif pretty much sums up the last 6 months
Agreed.
OH my god, I want that arrangement so badly (I get the bigger side, obviously). I adore my husband (he’s still shiny and not too many dings and is new enough that he still has that new-husband smell) but separate personal quarters and shared living space would be my dream. No more wet towels on the bed!!!!
It seems to. I sleep on my side or on my back (so my snoring can be THAT MUCH MORE APPRECIATED BY THE ENTIRE FAMILY). Since I started using it, my husband has been much less cranky in the mornings. I’m sure I wake him up occasionally still, but it is no longer the elephant in the room every morning over coffee. So…
Parent here: you’re absolutely spot on.
Dear Sleepless In Hell, I have the EXACT SAME PROBLEM with my husband’s insanely loud and incredibly irritating snoring and it’s driving me batshit crazy except that actually I’m the snorer not him and that makes the problem even worse because I get to be both inconsiderate and ungraceful and I haven’t been able to do…
Yours does have a certain poetry.
Isn’t that the truth.